Modern Poetry Edition #28, (Classic Southern Mullet-headed Poets)


Ok, my young poetry readers, the results are in.

It turned out to be a fair runaway vote, for the winner,
and the only true poem in this, our esteemed #28 edition.
The HEMP'ers (Honorable Editors of the Modern Poetry)
selected Seven Bridges Road over the objections of
several senior editors whose natural contrariness made
them prefer the maybe-kinda-sorta poems, of which
Cheap Sunglasses was the top vote getter. For those
keeping score at home, here's the tally:

Seven Bridges Road - true poem
Cheap Sunglasses - maybe-kinda-sorta poem
One Way Out - maybe-kinda-sorta poem
Free Bird - not a poem
Can't You See - not a poem

I must admit that Cheap Sunglasses was my choice.
It could've been the perfect imagery suggested by a
west coast strut that was sweet as molasses, or just
exotic such an image was to me growing up in So. Car.
Or maybe it is the parallel relationship I see with
'sweet as molasses' and 'sweet as tupelo honey.'

But really it could just be because in Cheap Sunglasses
every second line rhymes with the line before. Ain't poems
supposed to rhyme? Seven Bridges Road has one nice rhyming
stanza, and even I admit it is the only one of the bunch
that is a real poem. But it seems to me, that in the South
our poems should rhyme.

Anyhow, note that the wishes of the voters have prevailed.
SBR is the winner of MPulitzer #28. The chief editors did
not exercise veto power to overturn the will of the people.
Those of you who've been paying attention know that it will
not always be so.

By popular demand the academy of Modern Poetry voters is
being expanded. If you know someone who'd make a fine
reader of MP, feel free to submit their name (and email),
and I will add them to the list. We strive for diversity
here at the MP -- we even take the Irish. But we don't
really keep track of such things, so names and emails only
please.

Modern Poetry #28 {Classic Southern Mullet-headed Poets}
[5/2/05]
Cheap Sunglasses by ZZ Top
One Way Out by The Allman Brothers (w/b Sonny Boy Williamson)
** Seven Bridges Road by The Eagles
Free Bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Can't You See by The Marshall Tucker Band

**Winner of MPulitzer

(May 7 Update)  It is currently a tie between the real poem,
Seven Bridges Road, and one of the maybe-kinda-sorta
poems, Cheap Sunglasses.

If you have not exercised your right to vote -- do so for one of these
contenders.

Results and awards will be out soon.  Likewise the next edition of the
Modern Poetry.

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Hey, Man is that Freedom Rock?!  Well, turn it up!

Nope, not Freedom Rock.  It ain't even Freedom Poetry.  It is the #28
Edition of your Modern Poetry -- southern style with a side order of mullet
stew.  Be real careful with this one, voters.  In this collection of five,
we have one definite poem, two maybe-kind-of sort-of poems, and two
non-poems.  Now the only thing is the winner can't be a non-poem -- those
have just been thrown in by the editors to round out the theme and amuse the
readers.

As always, vote.  Votes for non-poems count zero -- even if accompanied by
good comments.  Triple value for your vote if you currently sport a mullet
(enclose picture), and half value for your votes if you had one in the 80's
and/or ever did the achy-breaky dance.

Good comments enhance the value of your vote!  Enjoy.

Cheap Sunglasses by ZZ Top
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When you get up in the morning and the light it hurts your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that street a-runnin' and try to meet the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

I spot a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky pair of Levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was as sweet as molasses
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

(solo)

Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames
With the glass so dark they won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes
Rhinestone shades and cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

One Way Out by The Allman Brothers (w/b Sonny Boy Williamson)
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Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door
Ain't but one way out baby, Lord I just can't go out the door
'Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know

Lord you got me trapped woman, up on the second floor
If I get by this time I won't be trapped no more
So raise our window baby, I can ease out soft and slow
And Lord, your neighbors, no they won't be
Talking that stuff that they don't know

Lord, I'm foolish to be here in the first place
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place
Ain't no way in the world I'm going out that front door
Cause there's a man down there, might be your man I don't know (3x)

Seven Bridges Road by The Eagles
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There are stars
In the Southern sky
Southward as you go
There is moonlight
And moss in the trees
Down the Seven Bridges Road

Now I have loved you like a baby
Like some lonesome child
And I have loved you in a tame way
And I have loved you wild

Sometimes there's a part of me
Has to turn from here and go
Running like a child from these warm stars
Down the Seven Bridges Road

There are stars in the Southern sky
And if ever you decide
You should go
There is a taste of time sweetened honey
Down the Seven Bridges Road

Free Bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
And this bird you can not change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.

Bye, bye, baby its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling I can't change.
But please don't take it so badly,
'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
And this bird you can not change
Lord knows, I can't change.
Lord help me, I can't chaye-ea-ea-ea-.
Lord, I can't change.
Won't you fly... high...free... bird.. (yeah).

(Guitar Solo)

Can't You See by The Marshall Tucker Band
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I'm gonna take a freight train down at the station, Lord
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb a mountain, the highest mountain, Lord
And gonna jump off, ain't nobody gonna know
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, Lord
She been doin' to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see
What that woman, been doin' to me

I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall,
Iím gonna crawl inside and die
'Cause my lady, now a mean old woman, Lord
Never told me goodbye
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman she been doin' to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she been doin' to me

Iím gonna buy me a ticket as far as I can,
I ain't never comin' back
Iím gonna take me that south-bound,
All the way to Georgia now,
'Till the train it run out of track
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, oh, can't you see,
What that woman, what she been doin' to me